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il vecchio ovest, il vecchio tempo
forse materia che avete morto
behold me, in miei chiffon, garza e canutiglia
andato prima di noi
cos caduto
ascolti
come lui di chi spirito nella fiammata del mezzogiorno
ho lanciato il mondo
la nerezza ruba le forme di tutte le regine
non sia falso
perch
semplicit

 



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